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A Chocolate Lover’s…Lover on Chocolate Day

If you’re like me, you don’t need a special day to celebrate the joys and passion of chocolate.

But…since today is National Chocolate Day, here’s a special poem I wrote for all you chocolate lovers…and your lovers, too!

~Jina

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A Chocolate Lover’s…Lover

There once was a pretty Irish lass
Who was smart and funny with a lot of sass

But when the gentlemen came a calling
The sassy lass kept a stalling

‘Cause the one man who was truly her star
Was the hunky guy with the big chocolate bar!

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If you love Civil War romance and time travel and TWO hunky military heroes, check out my Kindle Scout winner on SALE for 99 cents till Dec 31st!!

LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

LOVE ME FOREVER is now available from Kindle Press at Amazon.com

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1943 Italy and Art Stolen by the Nazis: Excerpt from “A Soldier’s Italian Christmas” for #Christmas Day

A Soldier’s Italian Christmas: Excerpt from Chapter One from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

Merry Christmas!! Art is a big part of my life — so it’s no wonder I wrote about stolen art. Here’s a favorite post from A Soldier’s Italian Christmas.

Sister Angelina discovers what the Nazis are up to in my story and risks her life to save the art treasures. Here she is in the Monastery of Monte D’Oro Rose.

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© Induka11 | Dreamstime.com

A Soldier’s Italian Christmas deals with art stolen by the Nazis.

Sister Angelina and Capt. Mack O’Casey are spying on the brutal Nazi major in this scene through a peephole from their hiding place:

Excerpt:

The library was filled with drunken Nazis.

Angelina focused on the outrageous behavior of the German officer with the pretty brunette on his lap. Ines. “Oh, my Lord…” she whispered, and then blessed herself. Major von Arx sat at the long table where the monks prayed, running his fingers up and down the girl’s shiny, smooth stockings. Silk. Ines let out a breathy sigh when he parted her thighs and his hand dove under her skirt.

Embarrassed, the young nun looked away from the spy hole.

Oh, the shame. What would the captain think if he saw her watching them?

“What is it, Sister?”

“Nothing but the devil at play,” she said, her cheeks flaming.

“Your words intrigue me.” The captain put his eye to the peephole and smirked. “Are you certain he doesn’t know we’re watching him?”

“Yes, but we must be careful he doesn’t see us. The peephole was hidden by priceless Renaissance paintings,” she said, wishing she’d never brought him here. “Until the Nazi major stole them.”

“Stole them?”

“Yes. The German officer ordered his guards to remove the paintings and ready them for transport. For the Fuehrer, he said. Two days ago, I hid in the tower and watched his men leave through the narrow passage and head down the mountain with mules packed with wooden crates.”

“Men died trying to climb these mountains, Sister,” said the captain, not trying to hide the raw edge to his voice. “Good men. Brave men. The mud, the stench of death all around us, but we kept going. For what? So this Nazi bastard could steal from the Church?”

His eyes glowed a vibrant blue more intense than a cloudless sky. Angelina felt deep into her bones here was a man of faith who could be trusted. A man who stirred her soul with the desire to feel his strong arms around her. Sweet yearnings to feel skin against skin that tore her apart. Especially at night when her small cell was dark and her cotton chemise stuck to her body drenched in sweat, feelings she didn’t understand tormenting her. The captain brought those feelings to the surface.

He was dangerous to her.

Dear God, why must you lead me into temptation?

“We must return to the orphanage so you can rest before it’s time for you to leave,” she said. It saddened her to send him on his way, but she must. “I will lead you through the secret passage down the mountain. From there you can take the road north to Rome. I will see to it Marcello brings you the abbot’s finest wine to take with you on your journey.”

“Do you think God would approve?” he said with a grin.

“Yes, though He doesn’t always approve of what I’ve done.”

“Are you telling me the sweet angel before me is not what she seems?”

Angelina blinked. Had he guessed her secret?

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What is Angelina’s secret? Find out in A Soldier’s Italian Christmas, available on Amazon Kindle and Amazon UnLimited.

Video excerpt from Chapter One of A Soldier’s Italian Christmas.” I used beautiful photos from www.Dreamstime.com to put it together with my voiceover and music by Kevin MacLeod www.incompetech.com

Cover Design by Ramona Lockwood
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A Chocolate Lover’s…Lover on #NationalChocolateDay

If you’re like me, you don’t need a special day to celebrate the joys and passion of chocolate.

But…since today is National Chocolate Day, here’s a special poem I wrote for all you chocolate lovers…and your lovers, too!

~Jina

chocolateday_lips

A Chocolate Lover’s…Lover

There once was a pretty Irish lass
Who was smart and funny with a lot of sass

But when the gentlemen came a calling
The sassy lass kept a stalling

‘Cause the one man who was truly her star
Was the hunky guy with the big chocolate bar!

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If you love Civil War romance and time travel and TWO hunky military heroes, check out my Kindle Scout winner:

LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

LOVE ME FOREVER is now available from Kindle Press at Amazon.com

My Wild Elevator Ride #shortstorysunday

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I love to write stories and sometimes those stories take a long time to write. My Civil War time travel romance, LOVE ME FOREVER, took me three years to write before it was selected as a Kindle Scout winner. I’m very proud of that.

But writers do get lonely. So I came up with this fun character who is a writer and what happens when she goes out into the world and goes on a wild elevator ride…

I hope you enjoy my short story.

~Jina

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My Wild Elevator Ride

I work in a cubicle surrounded by books, computers, and ideas.

I get lonely.

Very lonely. Hey, a girl can only fantasize so much about meeting a sexy guy who’ll knock her bunny slippers off. (Crazy, but I don’t wear shoes when I’m writing.)

So when I go out, which isn’t often when you’re trying to promote your work online and get through the quagmire of the first chapter in your next book, I get talkative.

Very talkative.

It goes back to junior high and the austere looks and extra homework laid on anyone who talked in Mr. Hamm’s second period geography class. I can name every state capital forwards and backwards because he gave me so much homework for my extracurricular talking in class. By the middle of the semester, I’d learned my lesson, but ever since then when my goddess gets her gab on, I can’t stop her.

My therapist says it’s repressed speech syndrome ad finitum. Or something like that.

Anyway, I got in over my head when I walked into the elevator in my hotel. I was in town to speak at a writer’s group which always makes me a nervous wreck. I was going through my usual ritual to calm my nerves. A six-pack of diet soda and dark chocolate.

The only problem was, the soda was warm.

I like ice. Cold, numbing ice. Makes me forget I have to face a room of creative ladies who are probably way more talented than I am, but for some reason they think I’m cool. I just got lucky, I tell them, but yeah, I earned my stripes in this business. Writing, getting rejections for years, and working my butt off. I’m grateful to be where I am.

So what I didn’t need was a guy chatting me up about his hundred thousand dollar a year sales job and his black BMW. Nice enough, but I wasn’t looking for anything more than an ice machine that worked.

The one on my floor was broken.

Now I was stuck in an elevator with a sales guy who had obviously removed the wedding band from his left hand. His tan line blinked at me like a neon sign. Come on in, it seemed to say, the water’s fine.

I don’t swim with the sharks.

“You don’t want to drink alone,” he said, observing my ice bucket filled with chilled cubes.

“I have my laptop for company.” I smiled. “Besides, I have work to do.”

“Are you here with the software convention?” he asked warily.

“Well…” I wasn’t, but I decided to play along.

“No way…a pretty girl like you can’t be a techie.”

“Why not?” I shot back, perturbed. I hated guys who put down a girl’s ambition. “Can’t women use their brains to get ahead?”

“Not when they have natural attributes…” He eyed my chest. Mind you, I was wearing navy blue sweats and my pink bunny slippers with floppy ears. This guy was either desperate or he’d been on the road too long.

“Sorry to disappoint you,” I said, “but I’m a writer.”

“You’re kidding?” He seemed genuinely surprised, which didn’t help my ego. “What do you write?”

Ooh...I couldn’t resist shooting him the punchline.

“I write sexy novels.”

“Well, you are full of surprises,” he said, edging closer to me. “We should get to know each other better.”

The air in the elevator suddenly got stuffier and I prayed my deodorant didn’t work so he’d get the message. So far, no one else had gotten on the elevator and I had two more stops before we got to my floor.

“I don’t think that would be a good idea.” I wiggled the ears on my rabbit slippers, hoping to shoot down this guy’s sex-o-meter. That should have stopped him right there.

It didn’t.

“How about a nightcap in my room? My bottle of bourbon and your—” He paused, wetting his lips. “Ice cubes.”

“You mean do research for my books?”

“Oh, yeah…”

“I bet,” I said.

I shouldn’t have opened my mouth, but sometimes we writers just ache to act like our heroines and throw back those snappy remarks. I tried to discourage him, but when he started breathing in my face, I knew I was in over my head. I did what any romance heroine would do.

I dumped the bucket of melting ice on his pinstripe suit.

“Hey, what the—” he called out and thank God, the elevator door opened. It wasn’t my floor, but I didn’t care. One more minute with Mr. BMW and I would have ended up served on a chilled platter.

Before he could brush the ice off his shoulders, out I ran. Down the long corridor and then I jammed down the stairway to the next floor to my room.

I never looked back.

I imagine that was the last time he tried to pick up a girl in an elevator wearing pink bunny slippers.

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Featured Image -- 2069If you love Civil War romance and time travel and TWO hunky military heroes, check out my Kindle Scout winner:

LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

LOVE ME FOREVER is now available from Kindle Press at Amazon.com

My crazy GIF for Love Me Forever: my #CivilWar time travel romance and other tall tales

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I can’t resist temptation . . .

No, not a bag of See’s chocolate truffles . . . or a Downton Abbey marathon weekend, but the cinematic debut of my hero and heroine in LOVE ME FOREVEin their very own GIF.

Making graphics and then putting together the animation, not to mention doing the voiceover for Instagram several times, can be addictive. It’s got to be just right.

Sort of. The camera shakes, but at least I didn’t cut my voice off.

I had fun doing it. I hope you enjoy it!

Click Here for my Instagram GIF VIDEO LINK with my voiceover

I promised you some tall tales . . . hmm . . .well, I stuck my finger in the crack in the Liberty Bell when I was six . . . then there was the time I got locked in the loo in a German airline at 30,000 feet in the air . . . and I’ll never forget when I almost went overboard on a ferry crossing the English Channel on rough seas.

Tall tales? I’ll let  you decide . . .

Now where did I hide those chocolate truffles . . . and do I hear Lady Mary calling me for tea?

~Jina
PS — eagerly waiting for Ken Burns’ Civil War remastered — it will be shown in high definition on PBS beginning September 7-11, 2015. Be sure to tune in . . .

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LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

LOVE ME FOREVER is now available from Kindle Press at Amazon.com

 

Milk Chocolate Day and My Chocolate Book Cover

I wish they would make book covers made of chocolate…yummy!

Just think, you could enjoy a satisfying read while eating chocolate…oh, God, it doesn’t get better than that!

So in celebration of Milk Chocolate Day, here is LOVE ME FOREVER à la chocolate:

 

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If you love Civil War romance and time travel and TWO hunky military heroes, check out my Kindle Scout winner below. I’m so excited to have received two 5-star reviews!!

~Jina

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LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

LOVE ME FOREVER is a Kindle Scout selection and is now available for PRE-ORDER at Amazon.com!  CLICK HERE check it out…

Double Your Pleasure on National Pralines Day with this…well, you’ll see.

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LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

LOVE ME FOREVER is a Kindle Scout selection and will be on pre-order at Amazon.com on July 13th, Monday!  (I’ll update with the link when it’s available.)

You can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

Thanks for stopping by.

~Jina

Under the Yummy Doughnut Tree…National Doughnut Day

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I’m a doughnut girl.

Sprinkles, double chocolate, glazed, old-fashioned, and oh my God, I’d give anything for a warm, crispy, gooey apple fritter just about now with my morning java.

So this post will be short and oh so sweet because I’m headed out to the doughnut store.

Before I go, an update on my Kindle Scout book, LOVE ME FOREVER (details  below) — I just found out my book will go up for pre-order around the middle of July. That also means everyone who nominated it will receive their free copy at that time. Nice.

I think this fab news calls for two apple fritters!

Cheers!

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LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

LOVE ME FOREVER is a Kindle Scout selection and will be published soon!! You can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

Thanks for stopping by.

~Jina

 

 

 

Chocolate Macaroon Sinners unite…National Chocolate Macaroon Day

Sinful…

Indulgence.

Oh, yeah…

choc_macMunching on choco macaroons as I write this…taking a break after handing in my m/s for my Kindle Scout book…waiting for the next step: copy edits!

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LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

LOVE ME FOREVER is a Kindle Scout selection and will be published soon!! You can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

Thanks for stopping by.

~Jina

 

National Chocolate Parfait Day

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I still haven’t come down from the moon since I found out my Kindle Scout book, LOVE ME FOREVER, was selected for publication!

But the world…and chocolate…must go on.

As in parfait.

So here is a delish treat for NATIONAL CHCOLATE PARFAIT DAY. Enjoy!

~Jina

PS — update: I’m going over my LOVE ME FOREVER m/s to check for any changes — it’s a chance for one last look. Kinda like checking your lipstick and making sure you don’t have any on your teeth before your hot date picks you up. You want to make a good impression!!

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